Vow Or Never Novels & Stories

Not ever. ---

Not yet. Not ever.

Connecting. Forever.

“Money doesn’t buy loyalty to the Swan. Your father couldn’t save your mother, and he sure as hell can’t save you. That alliance with the Volkov’s? It’s going to get you both buried. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure the message gets sent loud and clear with you dead.” Victor made a weak gurgle, his hand twitching on the table. I reached for him again. “Victor, just hold on for a bit. Please.” The waitress pulled a gun from under her apron, pointing it straight at my chest. “Now you get to join him. No more questions. No more digging. The Swan sends her regards, DeLorenzo.” I slowly reached for my gun, she noticed. “Wait, don’t...” She fired without another word.

Not now. Not ever.

Terms and conditions Sharp and emotionless the contract on the table was immaculately written in black ink on white paper. The difference between Sophia and being saved or disaster was a few signatures. Just as he did in every boardroom, Adrian kept a close eye on her. As composed as ever he stated It's all standard. “We tie the knot. We pretend to be married. And we leave without any problems after a year. “ When Sophia saw the contract her eyes remained fixed. “And what happens if one of us violates the rules?”

Not this time. Not ever.

Ziniya's soft laugh echoed, "Of course," she whispered, her voice laced with resignation, staring at the man who was familiar yet so unfamiliar. "You never wanted to marry me. That was why you pretended to be an orphan and said," Ziniya was cut off when Kabir interjected, "I wish I could have a court marriage. That would spare me the pain of not seeing anyone by my side as a family."

Fresh tears of pure happiness slipping down her temples. “Forever yours,” she whispered back, her voice cracking with emotion. “I’ve waited so long to hear you say that and mean it.” They both understood in that moment: this was more than a promise whispered in the heat of passion. This was a vow, quiet, unbreakable, etched into their souls. A vow they would carry in every glance, every touch, every shared sunrise for the rest of their lives. The past no longer had power here. Only love did.

Valeri clutched a violin in one hand and a bow in the other . She stared to play . The notes formed a soft , weet tune . Then it turned fast , then faster . The music stopped altogether before the soft tune retumed . Valeri ended the song with one hard , fast , loud note . The auditorium fell completely silent until we realized the music was finished . Still in a halftrance , we burst I smiled to myself . Valeri wasn't just a "quiet girl" .She knew about wonderful books and could play the violin like nothing I'd ever heard . Like a caterpillar or butterfly , she was beautiful and amazing when you looked closely .